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Tong Le thought that Hou Yi was just asking casually, so she answered in the same manner. When it comes to marriage and dating, isn't it all about heading towards marriage? What else is there to discuss? Is there any problem? If not, I'm taking a break.
Hou Yi took a deep breath, feeling a surge of unnamed anger. If it were any other woman, he would have knocked her out with a single punch and taken her back to his hotel. But she was Tong Le; no woman in the world could provoke him into such irrational behavior. Tong Le ignited his possessiveness and wickedness, yet she also gave off a warning that she was not to be trifled with, driving him nearly mad.
He could only force a seemingly indifferent smile and said something trivial, "Let me know when you're getting married; I'll send you a gift."
Tong Le turned and left.
Hou Yi stood there for a long time, as if the saddest person tonight wasn't Dao Wen but him, Hou Yi.
When Tong Le arrived at the hotel, Dao Wen was locked in her room, refusing to come out. Tong Le knocked on the door several times but received no response, so she returned to her own room.
In the long corridor, Tong Le saw Zong Jin approaching. Zong Jin took the initiative to speak, "Our meeting just wrapped up. Did you finish your chat so quickly? Where's Dao Wen? Is she with Zhou Feng? How did their conversation go?"
Tong Le glanced at Dao Wen's door. She was locked inside and silent. However, she had already made up her mind to let go of Zhou Feng; this would be good for her. You should encourage her.
Tong Le noticed the joy and hope flickering in Zong Jin's eyes; compared to that, this seemed like the best outcome.
Zong Jin immediately jogged toward Dao Wen's room while Tong Le took her room card and headed back to her own room.
She heard the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom and sat down on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Before long, Zong Zeyu walked out of the bathroom shirtless, his hair still dripping wet—quite alluring.
Zong Zeyu was unaware that Tong Le had arrived. He stepped out of the bathroom and rummaged through the closet for clean clothes while Tong Le quietly admired this beautiful scene from the sofa. She had no intention of speaking; she felt tired earlier but found some relief in this moment.
After all, it was someone she liked; everything about him seemed beautiful and tempting. At that moment, her desire to marry him became uncontrollable.
Just then, Tong Le's phone rang. Zong Zeyu, who was looking for clothes in front of the cabinet, jumped in surprise. Instinctively covering his upper body with his hands, he looked toward the source of the ringing with alarm, "What the hell!"
Tong Le giggled, her face even redder than before.
Zong Zeyu smiled back and didn’t rush to put on his clothes; after all, whether he wore them or not didn’t matter at this point—he would just have to take them off again later.
Tong Le answered the call; it was Jin Zi Meng's anxious voice on the other end. "Tong Le Jie! When are you coming back? My mom has been missing for several days! I thought she went to the countryside; she was messaging me every day until a few days ago when she just stopped! I went back home, but people there said my mom never even showed up! Tong Le Jie! Please help me; I don’t know what to do!"
At that moment, Tong Le became completely alert as her earlier drunkenness faded away. Listening to Jin Zi Meng’s cries on the phone, she comforted her gently, "Calm down for now. Have you reported it to the police? Has anyone from your group asked about it? Find out when your mom was last seen."
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